Taboo Kisses

by Gracen Miller

  “I like you.” Dart sauntered away, her little feet stuffed into itty-bitty stilettos made a tapping sound against the marble. Maybe she wasn’t as tall as he’d originally suspected. “We’ll get along just fine.”

  “Do you know who leads the upheaval?”

  “Yeah. There’s a list of names of the militants.” She pointed at the table as a sheet of paper magically appeared.

  “Are you coming with us when we leave?” Maximus sipped his coffee, studying her over the rim of his mug. Presumptuous of him to assume Sameya would leave Atlantis, but at this point he couldn’t foresee any other way to keep her alive.

  “What’s in it for me?” She swiveled to get a gander of him over her shoulder.

  “Anything you want.”

  “Anything?” Her eyes grew round, and her features softened.

  “Within reason, and so long as I can get my hands on it without endangering life or limb.”

  “Reese Cups. I want a big bag of them once a month.”

  What a bizarre request! “Reese Cups?” She had to be yanking his chain. Tequila was her vice from Sameya, and from him she wanted sweets?

  She nodded and licked her light pink lips as if she could taste them now. “The miniature kind…so I won’t get drunk as fast.”

  Drunk? That was what the liquor was for. Maybe she was like the ogre. Tea was their form of spirits.

  But when had she tasted a Reese Cup? She lived in Atlantis, and the best he could tell the inhabitants did not trade with the earthy realm? Maximus did not ask. “Agreed. Any other housing requirements?”

  “How big is your domain?”

  He shrugged. “Six thousand square feet. Give or take.”

  She clapped her hands together, her eyes swirling brighter. “My dream home to clean! I’ll happily join you all.”

  He’d gladly let her clean since he despised the chore.

  The brownie leapt off the counter and skipped across the floor and out of sight. Maximus shook his head. What a weird conversation and even stranger creature.

  Refilling his mug, he turned to stare out the window. Fluffy clouds dotted the sky, while greenery and an explosion of color suggested Atlantis were smack dab in the middle of spring. If they followed the earth’s orbit, that wasn’t possible. They should be at the end of summer.

  A short while later, the door to Sameya’s bedroom opened and closed. He turned to see his woman strolling toward him, fingers rubbing the sleep from one eye. After the Empress’ visit, Gabriel had shifted into his tiger and curled up to sleep beside their mate.

  “Morning. Afternoon. Evening. I have no idea what time of day it is.”

  Smiling, she stopped in front of him and peered up. “It’s evening.”

  The sleepy tone to her voice reminded him of the way she sounded after climaxing.

  She wrapped her arms around his waist and cuddled against his chest. Stunned it took him a moment to process the shock of her embrace before he set his coffee aside and returned her hug. He rubbed his cheek against the top of her head. “Something wrong, naleah?”

  “No, I wanted to be close to you. Do you prefer I not hug you?”

  “Touch me however you want whenever you want.” Maximus ran a palm down her spine. That she felt comfortable enough to embrace him fed his optimism.

  “I’m not certain I can walk away from you and Gabriel.”

  He squeezed her tighter. “Good.”

  Sameya tilted her head back to peer at him. “It’s not the sex. Even though it is amazing.”

  Maximus grinned. “I know.”

  “I feel connected to you both in a way I cannot explain.” She buried her face against his chest and breathed deeply. “Your scent…it’s like an elixir. I love the unique blend of man and vampyr.” She ran a fingertip along his jaw. “Gabriel’s the same way. And snuggling with his cat, having him purr while I pet him.” She shook her head. “I cannot explain this response I’m feeling here.” She touched the spot over her heart. “I barely know either of you, but I trust you both as if I’ve known you all my life. It’s like you’re both connected to me on a molecular level.”

  “We are joined on a molecular level.” He buried the fingers of one hand in her hair and clamped his other hand on her hip. “Our bond will become stronger when we officially mate. I’ve heard stories that some who are mated can talk telepathically. Others can sense the emotions of their mate. Very similar to earlier when I could sense your anguish when you were mind-fucking Gryphon.”

  Staring at his mouth, she nodded. “I’m afraid for your safety. Yet, I’m sensing neither of you will leave if I ask it.”

  “See, you’re already sensing our emotions.” He flashed her a wicked grin, exposing his teeth.

  She reached up and ran her thumb along one fang. “Vampyr, I need you to mark me as yours.”

  Anticipation had his heart ramming against his ribs. “I do that here.”

  Watching her expression, he slid his hand down her hip and across her thigh, until he could trail his fingers along the artery on the inside of her leg, inches below her pussy.

  “Will you fuck me, too?”

  He wasn’t sure if it was a request or an inquiry. “Yes, but only with Gabriel present.”

  She shivered as he trailed his fingertips across the outer edges of her cunt. “I want that, Maximus. Gabriel should mark me harder than he has already. Permanently.”

  “Do you know what you’re getting into?” It’d be a full-blown mating. They couldn’t allow her to depart after that, not without sending them both into a depression. It’d be like her dying.

  “I—yes.” She cuddled against him once more, her face buried against his chest, her breath puffing on his skin. “The idea of walking out of your lives makes me sick to my stomach.”

  “I’m glad to hear it.” Not that it made her nauseous, but that she’d accepted her attraction to the mating magnetism. He and Gabriel had been mindless when they’d initiated their mating dance. It wasn’t any easier with Sameya, they’d both been struggling not to fuck her and mark her until she was exhausted. Respecting her decision was difficult, worse than a case of blue balls, but so worth the effort if she became theirs in the end.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Sameya never wanted to leave his arms, but choices were limited. She had an Empress to save before she could get on with her life with her men. Of course she had no clear concept of how that would happen. They couldn’t remain in Atlantis, and the idea of leaving…well, it was better to be with them surrounded by the pestilence called humanity than alone without them in her homeland.

  Nero and Thrax would come with her. Of that she had no doubt. They could pass as some mixed breed Mastiff or Great Dane. Only a wee bit bigger than their human counterparts, and a whole hell of a lot more dangerous, but provided she wasn’t endangered they were nothing more than big lap babies.

  Dart was a different matter altogether. She’d invite the brownie to tag along, but she couldn’t guess what her response would be.

  She’d woken curled up against her tiger, his purring soft, but expressing his contentment. As she’d put her fingers through his fur and scratched near his ear, his purr had grown louder. He’d tilted his head and licked her arm. A nuzzle like a man would’ve done. In that moment, she’d realized they meant too much to her to kick them out of her life. They were as much hers as they claimed she was theirs.

  Leaving Gabriel asleep, she’d found Maximus wearing a puzzled expression, while sipping coffee and staring out her window. And she’d been struck all over again by how much they’d come to mean to her in such a short amount of time.

  Without thinking, she’d walked straight to him and hugged him. Not the touchy-feely type, her response had surprised her as much as it obviously had him. He’d taken several seconds before returning her embrace. At first she’d worried she’d made a mistake. Cats were affectionate by nature, but she had no idea the norm for a vampyr.

  Loving the feel of him, Sameya dragg
ed her cheek against his bare chest. She kissed him, and then licked the spot.

  Maximus’s hand tightened in her hair. “Sameya.” His gruff voice hinted how close to the edge she pushed him.

  Why the control? “Don’t you want to fuck me?”

  “Of course, I do, but it’s been less than three hours since we disciplined you last.” His hand shifted and ran along the curve of her ass, fingertips swiping through the crevice.

  “Mmm…I think I like being disciplined.”

  He chuckled. “I do have a toy to place somewhere intimately.” Holding eye contact, he trailed his jaw along her cheek. His voice deepened to a level that buzzed directly across her clit. “To prepare you for later.”

  She couldn’t wait. “When I return from my meeting with E’Neskha.”

  “No, before. With every move you make, I want you to think of us while you’re with her.”

  “That’s so…kinky.”

  He flashed a wicked grin. “Think I can make you come with just the toy in your ass?”

  “You could blow on my clit and make me come.”

  Maximus grinned. “You’re too easy. You’ve got to make us work for your pleasure sometime.”

  Why on earth would she want that? “Not anytime soon.”

  She squealed in surprise when he swept her into his arms. He nipped her ear as he strode to the bedroom. Almost as quickly as he’d picked her up, he settled her on her feet at the end of her bed. “Clothes off. Go to the center of your bed, and face the wall on your knees.”

  “Bossy,” she teased with a grin as she wiggled out of her clothes and climbed onto the bed.

  Gabriel lifted his head off the pillow, blinking as he peered at them in tiger form.

  “Spread your legs.” She could hear Maximus fumbling around in one of their overnight bags.

  Sameya widened her stance, not the easiest thing to do on her knees in the middle of a soft mattress. The cat shifted closer, knocking her off balance. With a hand on his back, she caught herself from tipping over. A gasp wrenched from her lungs as he placed an abrasive feline lick between her legs.

  “Cats like cream,” Maximus said against her ear, surprising her with his nearness. “Do you like the way his tiger tongue feels against your pussy?”

  “Gods, yes.”

  The laps grew more pronounced, dragging from her entrance and up across her clit in a languid glide. Maximus curled his hand around her throat and pulled her spine snug against his chest. “Has a much different feel than his human one, huh?”

  She could only manage a nod.

  “Want him to make you come like this while I put the dildo in your ass?”

  Such crassness and yet the visual they inspired turned her on even more. She nodded again.

  “Say it.” Maximus demanded as Gabriel crouched, removing his tongue from her folds. The vampyr pushed the toy into her pussy and twirled it. “Tell us what you want, Sameya. And who you want to do what.”

  “I want your tiger to make me come, Gabriel.” A hard jab of the toy inside her and her breathing stuttered. “M-Maximus, I want you to fuck me with the toy.”

  “Where?”

  “In my ass. Please.”

  Maximus sank his fangs into the curve between shoulder and neck. She gasped at the sudden possession by him. Moving his fingertips from her neck to beneath her chin, he tilted her head back against his shoulder. Frozen in that position, with his gentle sucks against her skin, he removed the toy from her body and slid it backward to the tight ring of her bottom.

  Gabriel’s purr wasn’t unexpected. The vibration of the noise against her pussy when his tongue returned to her folds was a shock. She moaned and Maximus thrust the toy partway into her. Her gasp halted the plug’s intrusion.

  “Relax,” he said around his fangs buried in her throat. He wiggled the item in her bottom before fucking her with half the gadget. There was no vibration with this one like with the last. It didn’t matter she still found enjoyment in the slight sting.

  Maximus sucked. Gabriel licked. The plug went all the way in and she winced at the burning fullness. The pain coupled with the pleasure, nearly crippled her. Without the man behind her, she’d be flat on her face.

  She rocked her hips against the vampyr’s hand and the tiger’s oral. Taking the hint, Maximus fucked her with the sex-toy until she was unable to breathe through the intensity of the sensation. Eyes wide, she managed to angle her head enough to lock gazes with Maximus’s.

  Sameya lifted an arm and grabbed a fistful of the vampyr’s hair, as her other hand buried in the fur of Gabriel’s head. She came with a scream, her entire body shaking, and her knees wobbling. Maximus lifted his head, licked her wounds and buried the toy as far as it would go.

  The feline between her legs issued one final stroke, then reclined on his back and shifted into man. He reached up and pulled her down, out of Maximus’s hold, and kissed her. Even on the man, she could taste herself.

  Knees beneath her, and ass up, exposed to the air and Maximus, he tongued around the toy, adjusting the object slightly. She groaned into the tiger’s mouth.

  “I want to suck both of you until you come in my mouth,” she said in-between kisses. It was another way they could mark her. But she wanted the rest, the final mating. She needed it. “Please.”

  Sameya pushed back on her heels as Maximus tapped the plug, and it began to whir with vibrations in her ass, proving it came to life like the other. How would she concentrate?

  “Want our dicks in your mouth?” Maximus kissed her.

  “Yes.” She nipped his bottom lip hard enough to sting. “Now off the bed and give me what I want.”

  Since he’d just shifted from tiger, Gabriel was already nude. Going to the edge of the bed, she gripped the base of his cock and swirled her tongue around his fat, uncut crown, as Maximus quickly removed his pants. Gabriel groaned as she sucked on his head and stroked the vampyr’s erection with her other hand.

  Moving to Maximus’s dick, she took him all the way to the back of her throat without preamble, the Apadravya piercing cool against her tongue. The ladder-backs going unnoticed against the top of her mouth. He gasped as she swished her tongue back and forth along the underside on her way back to the tip of his length. Both uncircumcised, she gently pulled back the foreskin on each and alternated between them, sucking on their exposed heads. They kissed each other and groaned as she worked them over with her mouth.

  “Fuck! Goddamn, Sameya!” Maximus clenched her head between both his hands. “I need to fuck your mouth. Hard and out of control because that’s the way you make me feel.”

  That’s the way they made her feel.

  As a response, she flattened her tongue and slid it along the base of his dick. Taking him down her throat sufficed as all the encouragement he needed. He held her head motionless, as he assumed control, driving his cock into her throat over and over again. The scrapes of his piercings surprisingly non-abrasive.

  She looked up as he fucked her. With his hand in Maximus’s hair, Gabriel kissed him and then they both watched him thrust between her lips over and over again, each plunge deeper and coming faster than the last. He sank deep, until her nose was flush against his pelvis. Gabriel’s thumb stroked her neck and along Maximus’s cock buried in her windpipe. His first twitch of his climax erupted. On his pull out, he spilled his seed on her tongue. She sucked him back into her mouth, swishing her tongue along the sensitive head. His groan and quivering pleasing her.

  Swallowing, she smiled at him and placed a kiss against the slit.

  “You should be proud of yourself.” Maximus palmed her cheek. “That was fantastic.”

  She moved on to Gabriel’s length, tonguing his balls before sucking him into her mouth. Long slow strokes across his hard flesh. There was power in knowing she controlled their release. And now she felt like playing, so she licked down his erection, and lavished attention to his balls. She flicked her tongue over him on the way up to the head again. His repeated grunt
s and groans incentive to continue toying with him.

  Maximus shifted them so she sat in his lap. He pushed her legs over the outside of his thighs and spread his legs wide. Cool air kissed her exposed pussy and then his fingers found her.

  She moaned around Gabriel’s dick stuffed in her mouth. The cat gave her little time to prepare. Helpless and embracing the vulnerability, he fucked her the same way Maximus had, balls deep down her throat, as the vampyr fucked her with his fingers, his thumb grazing her clit.

  Trapped between them, she became a useless lump of flesh, experiencing sensation after sensation. She stared at Gabriel through watery eyes, swishing her tongue along his length as he thrust into her mouth. She came, crying out as his cock surged down her throat.

  “Fuck,” Gabriel groaned, fisting her hair he held her head motionless as he fucked her throat and climaxed within seconds of hers. His dick twitched in its narrow confines. He pulled out of her mouth. “Did I hurt you, Sameya?”

  “No.” Her voice sounded raspy.

  Maximus shifted to the center of the bed, spooning her with his fingers still buried inside her. “Rest for a spell.”

  “Did you forget something, vampyr?” She dragged a nail over his hand, as Gabriel leapt onto the bed and shifted back into his cat. He settled down beside her.

  “No.” Maximus nuzzled the back of her neck. “My fingers remain inside you while we sleep.”

  “Gods, the things you two do to me.” And she loved every second of it.

  In response, the vampyr bit her nape, but not enough to draw blood. “We’re only getting started.”

  Gods have mercy.

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Sameya’s boots clicked against the marble as she strode toward the Empress.

  “I’m surprised Gabriel and Maximus allowed your departure.” E’Neskha’s amusement was evident in the slight upturn of her lips.

  A distraction in sexual play wouldn’t halt Sameya’s agenda. She would put the revolt to rest. Sameya flashed her leader a grin. “They were asleep.”